I love this club, Bobby, but I love my family more. I gotta put some distance between the two.
He’s not going down by law. He’s going to die… by the hand of a Son.[to Wayne, about Clay]
Half of us don’t know who the hell our fathers are. The paperwork is the only thing that counts.[to Juice]
Flew my broomstick into a brick wall.[Margaret Murphy: What in God’s name happened?]
Everything you taught me. He’s mine.[Gemma Teller Morrow: What are you doing?]
Every business needs shipping and selling. You can’t separate the two.
Benefit of an end date. Nothing more dangerous than a guy who already knows he’s dead.